I've had a bit of a "sour stomach" the past couple days, so I've been lax in my household chores. (More lax than usual, that is.)
Tonight Lew asked me if I was going to run the dishwasher. It seems that he had just used the last clean fork.
Other than major events like Thanksgiving, I don't ever recall getting down to our last fork. I said to Lew, "I know this happens to other people, so this makes me feel like a normal person."
And it felt kinda' good!
(But, yes, the dishwasher is now running....)
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